I sometimes find I'm drifting
Through this life without effect
I often wonder if I'm truly
Worth what I've been blessed

I search through days that have been hard
To try to understand
The many trials that I have known
The life that I have had

You see me in my daily grind
So confident and strong
Yet when I am alone, I question
Just whether is that really me out there

I often try too hard
To analyze and guess
What it is you really want
The life you want from me

For somewhere deeper, there must be
Some meaning to this life
Some way to make a difference
Give a reason for this strife

Is there some hidden meaning?
Some agenda to be found?
A greater purpose waiting?
If I care to hang out?

It tease and it taunts me
Always slightly out of slight
A hazy vision out of reach
Where darkness hides the light

I struggle to bring clarity
To what awaits me there
And yet this weak illusion
Always fades before my stare

It seems the harder that I try
To focus through the haze
Just serves to add more questions
Through my endless, tired gaze

Perhaps I'm trying just too hard
To understand it all
For can we ever truly know
Just what we have in store

Will it leave me brokem
and confused as I feel now
While questions bring no solitude
To this, my wrinkled brow

Labels: somewhere deeper

I sometimes find I'm drifting
Through this life without effect
I often wonder if I'm truly
Worth what I've been blessed

I search through days that have been hard
To try to understand
The many trials that I have known
The life that I have had

You see me in my daily grind
So confident and strong
Yet when I am alone, I question
Just whether is that really me out there

I often try too hard
To analyze and guess
What it is you really want
The life you want from me

For somewhere deeper, there must be
Some meaning to this life
Some way to make a difference
Give a reason for this strife

Is there some hidden meaning?
Some agenda to be found?
A greater purpose waiting?
If I care to hang out?

It tease and it taunts me
Always slightly out of slight
A hazy vision out of reach
Where darkness hides the light

I struggle to bring clarity
To what awaits me there
And yet this weak illusion
Always fades before my stare

It seems the harder that I try
To focus through the haze
Just serves to add more questions
Through my endless, tired gaze

Perhaps I'm trying just too hard
To understand it all
For can we ever truly know
Just what we have in store

Will it leave me brokem
and confused as I feel now
While questions bring no solitude
To this, my wrinkled brow

Labels: somewhere deeper

Name: Zanariah
Location: Under your nose.
DOB: 2000 BC
The little things that make her world go round:
vintage photographs. long bus rides. ice caramel machiato. starbucks. beach cycling. falling in love. new found love. kittens. hearing her favourite song on the radio. scrolling in the rain. lying in bed listening to the rain outside. waking up and realizing she still have a few hours left to sleep. milkshakes. warm baths. bubble baths. making new friends and spending time with the old ones. singing in the bathroom. brownies, cookies and cupcakes. snow globe. getting hugs and piggybacks. sleeping in. giggling. manicure. the beach. friends. stargazing. walking down by the beach. taking long hot showers. knowing that somebody misses you. sweet dreams. hot chocolate. road trip. fireworks. reading novels. watching dramas.
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